Happier than a Hooker in Minneapolis no wait....happier than a Sweet Little Bullet from a Pretty Blue Gun....no that's not it....happier than a.....than a:
Jitterbug boy Drunk on the Moon on a Little Trip to Heaven (On the Wings of Your Love)...ya that's it.
Happy.
Children are playing
At the end of the day
Strangers are singing
On our lawn
There's got to be more
Than flesh and bone
All that you're loved
Is all you own....
Maybe when our story's over
We'll go where it's always spring
The band is playing our song again
And all the world is green.
1 comment:
Awesome as they say. Which day did you get tickets for then? Why don't I just ask you this in person? Why is the sky blue? Why does God forsake us? Why are children so fat? Why is Fair City still running?
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